Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

On Daoshan, the childish cries passed through the wind and snow. The mountain guard was holding a big dog in one hand. The two dogs, one pure black and the other pure white, were majestic and majestic, with the spirit of a snow wolf.

"Go and see."

The one who spoke was an 11-year-old girl, dressed in Taoist robes embellished with mountains, rivers and stars, and her hair tied with mahogany hairpins. She was not as good as a lady raised by a noble family, and she was more upright and upright than a daughter of a serious family. .

This is the only direct bloodline of the Jiang family left in the world. According to the long-standing Taoism, it is the Taoist son of this generation's destiny.

The girl's name is Jiang Xing. On the day of her birth, her ancestor Dao Yin gave birth to an induction.

Daoshan is her home, and she cherishes every plant, tree, brick, and tile here, even the two big dogs led by the mountain guards.

Born with compassion, with compassion in his heart, clean and innocent, that's Jiang Xie.

Jiang Xing spoke, and the mountain guard led the dog down the mountain, saying that he was going, but in the blink of an eye, the man had already appeared at the foot of the mountain with the wind.

"Young master, it's a child with a high fever."

"child?"

Jiang Xi stepped forward, her boots stepped on the snow, and she bent down to look at the child whose lips were purple from the cold in the snow cave.

The child has a pair of moist eyes, burnt to the brim, looks dumb, and the eyes roll with an unconcealable aura.

This is the first meeting between Xue Ling and Jiang Xi.

Seeing her for the first time, Jiang Xi was moved with compassion, and carefully hugged her into her arms, brushing away the frost and snow that had condensed between the eyebrows of the other party with her fingertips, she smiled: "Don't cry."

"Uncle Xue, let's go back."

"Yes, master."

Jiang Xi carried the child up the mountain.

The girl's surname was Xue, and the name was given by Jiang Xing.

She asked God and got the word "Ling". Since then, the girl has a nice name - Xue Ling.

Could the sun be setting in the bosom of man?

If you ask Xue Ling, Xue Ling's answer is: Yes.

The moment Jiang Xi picked her up from the snow cave and used her inner strength to warm her, the sun had already fallen into her embrace.

It's a pity that the sun is meant to shine on all living beings, and mortals cannot keep it private.

It's another year of winter in a blink of an eye.

Daoshan is covered with fine snow.

"Sister, try it, Ah Ling made it for you, good sister, try it, please..."

The seven or eight-year-old girl shook the sleeves of another white-robed girl, causing a fresh and refined look: "I'm enlightening, I don't want to eat your plum cake."

Xue Ling held the freshly baked pastry, eagerly trying to coax her to have a bite.

The person still didn't open her mouth after delivering the food to her mouth, she put down her face: "Hmph, enlightenment, what else do you have in your head besides enlightenment?

"You left me alone in this snow-capped mountain and ignored me, why did you bring me back to the mountain in the first place?

"It's better to let me die, and my body be eaten by vultures, crows, and wolves, than to be by your side, but you won't eat my plum cake!"

"..."

She has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, it's just a piece of plum cake, if you don't try it, you don't taste it, and you are so cruel that you even cursed yourself.

Jiang Xi was worried that she would be self-willed and self-willed, so she finally opened her eyes, her pretty face was cold, she tilted her head twice, and reprimanded: "Nonsense! Who allowed you to talk like that?"

"Why am I talking nonsense?"

Xue Ling couldn't wait to have a few more words with her, and quickly turned red with grievance: "You ignore me, aren't you just teaching me that life is better than death?"

Jiang Xing glanced at her, not knowing where she got so much resentment, and plausibly recited scriptures that Xue Ling couldn't understand.

After finishing speaking, she sighed and stroked her chest: "Okay, Tong Yan Wuji, God doesn't care about you anymore."

Xue Ling, who cares and doesn't care, doesn't care, she only cares about when Sister can shed the majesty of the Daoist master sister in this body.

Cold, obviously not such a cold person, he insists on living like a cow-nosed old man.

Xue Ling is seven or eight years old, but she believes that even in ten or eight years, she will not have the slightest interest in the obscure and mysterious Taoism.

She looked down at Jiang Xi, trying to pry open her brain and put herself inside.

She was so angry that her heart couldn't stop heaving, she held her heart in her arms, and said "Oh", she lay in Jiang Xi's arms, softly pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic, she opened her small mouth, and said, "I have no energy all over, I need my sister to hug me to get up !"

Believe in your evil!

Jiang Xi's face was indifferent, and she ignored her. At the age of 15, she had some clues of being pure-hearted and ascetic in the future.

Xue Ling became more frustrated and courageous, insisting on being hugged by her. She wrapped her arms around Sister's neck and kept acting coquettishly: "Sister? Sister? Good Sister, if you don't hug me, I'm going to fall."

She said a word and shook Jiang Xie.

Dizzy from being shaken by her, Jiang Xi hugged her waist without changing his face.

As she wished, she looked up and saw Sister's eyebrows gradually smiling. She asked sweetly, "Sister, do you like A Ling?"

The child talked a lot, Jiang Xi hummed inexplicably.

Unexpectedly, Xue Ling would just keep pestering her, and she would scurry here and there like a cat. Finally, Jiang Xi had no choice but to say, "If you are not honest, get out of my arms."

How can this work?

The world is so big, is there a better place than Ajie's arms?

Xue Ling refused, stopped her non-stop small movements, and obediently lay down: "Sister, I listen to you, don't drive me away..."

Sometimes she is charming and eloquent, sometimes gentle and pitiful, enriching Jiang Xi's knowledge day by day, making her suddenly realize—oh, there are such little girls in the world.

In the year when the little girl was Jiji, she gave Xue Ling a wooden comb, a wooden hairpin, and a dress that was not considered gorgeous.

This is often the case every year.

A person who cultivates Tao has a steady mind and does not regard decoration as beauty. Xue Ling is happy if she can think of giving gifts.

The 15-year-old Xue Ling possesses a coquettish style that is different from everyone on Daoshan.

When a young girl grows up, every frown, smile, anger and anger are all extremely beautiful.

If Jiang Xi is holding Jingxue, Xue Ling is the unquenchable fire that can ignite her.

Su Jie is Jiang Xi's second junior sister. The young Su Jie couldn't get used to Xue Ling's enchanting appearance, especially when she learned that she went to [Daolou] when she was 16 years old and chose a lost book of enchanting skills as her natal heart. Law.

Charming skills, tsk, I don't know who I want to seduce after I have completed it.

Su Jie snorted, patted his sleeves and went to look for Third Junior Sister.

On the Dao Mountain, Su Jie and Tang Jiu chatted happily while Xie Si hid in the house and slept with the cat in his arms. Futon to meditate on.

"It's cultivating the Tao again."

Xue Ling hadn't seen her for several months, and when she saw her, she stopped at the door and just looked at Sister's seductive appearance of asceticism, and her legs went limp at first.

Although she was raised in Daoshan by Jiang Xie since she was a child, her time in Daoshan was not as good as that of Su Jie and Tang Jiu who were raised on the mountain since they were born, and she was a few years earlier than Xie Si, who was an apprentice on the way.

The relationship between her and those few people can't be said to be good, it is probably because Jiang Xi has always loved and spoiled her all these years, and made people lawless.

When Jiang Xing was around, she could barely be a well-behaved person. When Jiang Xing was not around, Xue Ling didn't give anyone face. Turning faces is faster than turning pages.

Su Jie and the others were concerned that this was the darling of the elder sister, and they called Xue Ling behind their backs, often referring to him as "the darling of the elder sister".

At first, this title was just used by them to tease Xue Ling, but Xue Ling was very satisfied with this title. Normally, if Su Jie didn't call her "Elder Sister's little heart", she wouldn't bother to talk to anyone.

With a face thicker than a city wall, he swept Daoshan invincibly.

In the end, they were still jealous of sister's kindness to them, but Xue Ling wanted them to be even more jealous!

She stepped on her little boots, twisted her waist, and moved forward with her weakened legs: "Sister, are you back?"

Jiang Xi didn't move her eyebrows and eyes, she was as stable as Mount Tai. Xue Ling knew her nature, and sat on her lap with a soft hum, no matter how annoying she was, she said, "Sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, why didn't you send a letter after you went down the mountain?" return?"

She wrapped one arm around her neck, and touched Jiang Xi's thin back with the other.

Jiang Xi's eyelids twitched when she touched her, and said coldly, "Go down."

"Don't go down!"

Xue Ling was annoyed at her ruthlessness, and the villain first complained: "What's the matter with you? You've been away for several months. I think you miss food and tea, what about you? When you come back, you give me a cold face. What's wrong with you? Su Tell them to kill me, and you will kill me too, okay, I know, there is no place for me on this mountain!"

She was annoyed, and her legs were entwined even tighter. If it was possible, she really wanted to just hold Sister like this for the rest of her life.

The big girl is shameless in doing things, Jiang Xi had a headache, and softened her voice: "Be obedient, go down."

"I'm right here..."

Her attitude softened, and Xue Ling was even softer than her.

After being with her for many years, she knows how to deal with Jiang Xie better than anyone else.

Jiang Xie is the No. 1 Taoist at a young age, and she is proud in her bones. Sometimes she will take the soft and not the hard, and sometimes you will be unreasonable, but she will accommodate you.

But you have to be smart.

Only by doing both hard and soft things can I get good results from her.

Xue Ling ambiguously clamped her waist with her legs, her eyes streamed, her body was limp in a mess: "Good sister, I miss you, don't you miss me?"

She looked carefully at Jiang Xingci's white and tender face, and saw that she was neither blushing nor ashamed, and immediately said discouraged: "Okay, come down now..."

Only then Jiang Xi was willing to look her in the right eyes, Xue Ling came down, thinking about it, she was still not reconciled, leaned over and kissed her loudly on the cheek, gave her a very rascally sweet mouthful, and was extremely flattering.

There was a mark of red lips on the left side of Jiang Xi's face, and she straightened the crumpled Taoist robe lightly, with a sense of abstinence coming from her bones, making Xue Ling's body hot.

There are many Taoist classics in Daolou, and she chose an incomplete one from among them, for the sake of self-evident.

Jiang Xing didn't have to do anything, just ignore her, ignore her, just leave her alone, Xue Ling would like her basely and be obsessed with her.

She is already a big girl, able to marry and have children, she understands a lot more than when she was 15 years old, Xue Ling hoped that her elder sister would change her mind and enjoy her wantonly one day, but Jiang Xi has been pure-hearted for ten years.

This kind of person is high above the sky, with no dust in his eyes, but she is arrogant and indifferent, and Xue Ling is willing to hold her like a god.

"Naughty again." Jiang Xi took out a handkerchief to wipe the marks on her cheeks, Xue Ling tugged on her dress, and whispered: "Wrong."

"..."

She pointed to her face: "This is where I kissed."

Jiang Daochang raised his eyebrows without shame or coldness, and changed direction while pinching the handkerchief, preparing to wipe away the traces that shouldn't exist.

"Let me do it."

Xue Ling leaned over.

She practiced the charm technique, which sounds not serious, but Xue Ling's breath was extremely clean, like crushed flowers mixed in snow.

Jiang Xi subconsciously sniffed, and Xue Ling noticed her small movements, smiled lowly, raised her arms, revealing a section of her wrist, and filled her sleeves with a faint fragrance.

She is well-developed, slim and plump, the tip of the plum blossom directly rubs against the tip of Jiang Xi's nose, and she nimbly wipes off the mark on her face before Jiang Xi chases away, pretending to be cute, she takes a step back: " Sister, wipe it off."

small thing!

Being seduced by her several times, Jiang Xi completely took this as a test of her heart, but A Ling's Taoism improved day by day, she couldn't bear the end of both of them being hurt, so she took her slender wrist with one hand: "Come and sit."

Her hand touched the skin on Xue Ling's wrist, Xue Ling blushed, and her whole body softened again, her eyes glistened with affection.

Yes.

She fell in love with Jiang Xing, and she fell in love with Jiang Xi at the age of 15.

Now that Jiang Xing is willing to show a little closeness to her, she can't help but feel an itch in her bones.

"Next time, dress better."

Daoist Jiang's eyes were clear, and the orthodox aura of Taoism was condensed between her brows, and Xue Ling's blood running down her body was cold with one word.

Xue Ling stabilized her mind, took pains to restrain her hurt look, and smiled: "I like my sister to dress me. When I was young, my sister took care of these for me."

"But you're not a child anymore."

Jiang Xing straightened her collar for her, and her fingertips inadvertently touched the other's collarbone. Xue Ling was short of breath, eager for her to touch her more.

Cruelly ignoring the eagerness in her eyes, Jiang Xi behaved very well.

"You are no longer a child, you have to know how to measure. A Ling, I don't have what you want here."

"You said that again!" Xue Ling was so angry that she suppressed her tears, "How do you know there is nothing I want? I don't want much, so you can't afford it?"

"Nonsense."

Seeing her faintly moved, Xue Ling looked obediently: "Sister..."

She kissed Jiang Xi's chin flatteringly: "You said that I am no longer a child, you are right, I am indeed not a child."

Ken admitting this, Jiang Xi's tense heartstrings relaxed half a bit, but before she could completely relax, Xue Ling wriggled restlessly: "I am bigger than yours here, sister, you are really stupid!" Stay ignorant!"

No matter what she scolded Jiang Xi, she was unmoved.

In desperation, the girl who was fascinated by love performed the charm technique she had learned for the first time, and the charming voice rang out: "Sister, I am so big here, don't you want to see it?"